So now you’ve read my second book,
I wonder what you think?
Did you get through all the pages,
Without the aid of a drink?
I know a lot of you must hate me,
With a venom and a rage,
Damning me to hell,
As you turn each bloody page,
I know I’m a bit rough,
I’m neither smooth nor groovy,
And if you didn’t like the book,
You’ll hate the bloody movie.
Ha, ha ha.
